Still in the Game

Watched our beloved football team on

TV the other day. My, the announcers

all say, that fine young quarterback of

theirs is breaking all sorts of records,

acts like a seasoned pro and he’s only

23-years old. And I got to thinking

where I happened to be at age twenty-

three, certainly not first place in any

division, not a pro either on even a last

place NFL team. Never was much good

at sports anyway, although, I have done

a lot of things just to get by in my day.

Nothing all that glamorous, mind you.

Mostly my MO was like an old sagacious

friend of mine used to say, I’m a jack of

all trades, and a master at none. Now,

at the advanced and ripened old age of

nearly 72, I find myself okay with no

longer having to prove myself to anyone

anymore. I can sit in front of the TV

watching all those young guys play their

games, knowing their heydays will more

than likely be done before they turn forty-

one. Hell in my day, I’d have handed that

that one off to my running back. You

only needed a yard to move the chains.

But that’s just me. I never could throw

very far with accuracy in my day anyway.

Still have my best stuff, though, sitting in

my place and watching TV.

Chris Hanch 11-21-18